The diamond drill. (Crystal Falls, Iron County, Mich.) 1887-1996, 1887-09-24

soul shall hold These nif,cf thoughts. Al
will DO yonf bidding "A VIII give my
life TO Lucier.'
Although after that attack Clyde
did not regain his full strength. he
grew RAPIDLY better, and was able 70
be present at Madoline's wedding.
Like one Ia dream the bride went
through the ceremony, and when all
WAS over. and she moved from the
altar. with It's crown of dead-white
lilies, she was hardly conscious that
Lucien held her frozen hand the hand
which was bound In link only 10 be
severed by death.
"She will learn vet 10 love me-" DE
Courcy repeated TO himself over and
over again, when the marble pallor OK
her cheeks made him think Of one
walking without life. "Poor little
Madeline! ii she would only forget"
But Madeline could not blot re-
membrance from her mind her lips
were dead TO Lucien, and II seemed
that no earthly power would ever rouse
her from the stony calm which had
come upon her with her first promise
TO be his wife.
IL was haryest-time: the men were
busy with their scythes. and the gold
EN- sheaves heaped together in the
fields promised rich reward to the
toll Of past months.
ats a sight 10 gladden. mans
heart Clyde said, as he and Dc Co.
urcy watched the swift sweeping
down OF the ripened wheat. sits
profitable land, and you are to be
master or IL all"
Lucien sighed.
eft may iii my purse, but IL will not
iii my heart" he said, gazing on the
scene with gloomy eyes. al VIII not
bring me my wife's love-"
You are too impatient, lad--too
impatient. She'll be herself by-and-by
--by-and- by."
DE Courcy shook his head.
NO" he replied. with the air of a
man whc touches on his deepest dis
appointment; shell neyer turn to me.
Her life Is one silent living reproach;
1t makes my heart ache to look at her.
Sometimes / fancy ii could not be sad
der TO see her lying in her grave
Clyde frowned, and his hand
clenched on the staff supporting his
weakened frame
'Docs she still think Of himg" he
asked bitterly.
His name has not once passed
between u.s. Lucien said, his lips
growing shade paler. But to-day
the papers had news of him. It's
proved that he did not commit the
forgery for which he was condemned.
The guilty one has been brought TO
Justice, and Ronald Castleton is a free
man"
docs she know" Clyde asked.
at was Madeline who placed the
paragraph before me-
For some time neither OF them
spoke again. A cloud seemed TO have
fallen over the glory of the harvest,
and the sunlight that few moments
ago had gladdened their eyes, glared
down on them with scalding heat,
making the scene one of vague mean
ingless mockery.
And how was il with Madolinei
The printed words which had re-
vealed so much 10 her husband and 10
Cuthbert Clyde proved TO her nothing,
except that Ronald was living; for
had he not told her long ago how
falsely the charge had been made
against him.
"And this should have been the sig
nal of his returnr' she thought as she
laid down the paper, and went out
into the open air. "Ah, pray Heaven
he has forgottenl Ifhe should come
| back now"
Not even 10 herself could she whis-
per how IL would be with her IL this
forlorn dream of days gone by should
| be realized.
III can bear all but that" she cried
in her soul, hiding herself from the
suns piercing rays in one of the deep
| low.roofed arbors. where. as a child,
she had often sat listening 20 the song
of the birds. lit would break my
heart"
She leaned her head YEARLY back
against the cool soft leaves, and her
white hands, thin almost TO transpar-
ency. clasped themselves listlessly in
her lap.
How wan and fragile--how changed
she was from the blue-eyed maiden
who in that farway spring time. had
run SO lightly up the old mill steps 10
meet the fate which was Ia leave it's
shadow forever upon her.
The hours went by, and still she sat
| thare thinking Thinking until sha